Numerous Q's
Track 02
I'm "Killin' Y'all" Soul with Staples, where's Vinny at?
Every flow arpeggio, it's deadly as a cigarette
DJ, keep spinning it
Leave Flo Rida in a ditch, spin his head "Right Round" when I take his neck and twist the shit!
(FINISH HIM!)
Spread my seed like a disease, I'm magic with the nookie
What else could I say? It's like I'm catnip to the pussy
Swimmin' like a fucking catfish in the money
Now I'm laughing cause it's funny (Now I'm laughing cause it's funny)
Kill Nick with a Cannon, then proceed to watch some Sam & Cat
Munchin' on some salmon, flow fishy when I plan a rap
Cause a bunch of dam-age or like Mike G, half of that
Your burning on that cabbage patch and having kids, I savage tracks
Rarely shave, my Jerry's name is "Hairycaine"
My homies like Spiderman, always sticking with Mary Jane
While I'm in my room alone, barely sane
Might trip coke with Timmy Turner, just to visit Fairy Land

[Instrumental Interlude]

Your flow is fiction
Fuck the beat with no permission
Go off on a beat, so ballistic.. Loading the writtens
Practice a few times then I unload on you bitches, vocal emission
Flow like a river so the locals are swimmin', soaked in my spittin'
Fresher than soap when I hit 'em
With these new raps, newer than the older edition
Still don't get no bitches, still saying "no" to religion
At the end of the day, my skill level is the only real difference